Wednesday, November 24, 2010

With Thanks

Yesterday a flock of birds stopped in the tree by our garage. Cedar waxwings? They were high up, and back lit. They made short, sweet whistles, a tst tst tst. I am glad I was there to see them stop in our tree, so thankful to have heard them.

I am thankful for rest, and comfort, for warmth, peace. I am thankful for home, our shelter, and the base from where we can launch our dreams.

I am thankful for the laughter we share, for things we have in common, and the unique things we bring to the mix. I am thankful for love, for my husband, my children.

I am thankful for our good health. I am thankful for what we have learned, where we have been, and for our hopes, for where we may go.

1978
Natalie, tia Rosario, Hans, Abuela Antonia, prima RosaMaria.
Las Tinajas, El Valle.
I am thankful for memories, and heritage, for cool water at the end of long walks. I am thankful for familia.

I am thankful for friends. I am thankful for our community. I am thankful for our neighbors. I am thankful for the kindness of strangers, the friends I have not met yet. I am thankful for the friends I have met here, at Chickenblog.

I am thankful for robots. Real and imagined. I am thankful for God, and science, for math, art, music, inspiration, glitter, glue, and curiosity.

I am thankful for joy... the plentiful joy that inspires smiles and love, and makes each day good. I am thankful for the parts of life and people in our lives that brought us here, to this place and time, where we can reflect and give thanks. Life is messy, and funny, and hard, and beautiful, it knocks me down, makes me cry, it lifts me up and pushes me forward, it is good.

I am thankful for emotional expression, and smiling back at happy pictures.

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Time Travel

Liberty, 2013

Chirp-Chirp-Chirp BirdHouse Notes

Today I will go for my 3rd therapy session. I am amused... the first session was so gentle and lovely, I became an instant physical therapy fan. Then the second visit proved more rigorous, intense, and I came home aching, intimidated, and with emotional re-trauma. Quiet time alone, or any activity that makes me recall the accident, is still difficult, literally and emotionally. To emphasize the positive, I will state: I am hopeful that this proactive and deliberate attempt to regain my confidence, reduce pain, and face my fears will all be for good. (Sounds of me cheering myself on... to drown out the sound of my doubt and angst.)

February 18, 2019

There are 700 new photos on my phone to import to the computer. I think that's about 2 weeks worth. I've really slowed down.

February 10, 2019

3:50 pm

Geoff did things. It's irrefutable... he can fix things that to all others would seem unfixable. But I hate to depend too much on his sweet skills, and time. So I try. I really do try to figure things out for myself. I have about a 27% success rate if it's a computer related crisis. Anyway, I think I can access my photos now. And P is back.

February 10, 2019

3:48 pm

We have a new keyboard. And I ate some food. Two improvements. (Waits for huge infusion of confidence, courage, clarity. 6 minutes later ) I think something stronger is called for.